"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Monday, December 13, 2010

Saturday morning our ward had a Christmas party breakfast, so we got up early, loaded up on pancakes, ham, and fruit, and enjoyed visiting with everyone. Isaiah couldn't get over how great it was to see THE REAL SANTA. He was second in line, proudly sat on his lap, and said to the surprise of no one that he wanted a batcave for Christmas. Charlotte considered going over for the free candy cane, but then decided she did not want to brave it.

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